William Tyler Black gives a whole new meaning to toy department. I guess he decided his own Mr. Happy was a toy, and he should display it and play with it while in the toy department of Wal-Mart. Wal-Mart didn’t agree. I guess he’d seen one too many hot girls in the store and had to get some relief, so got out the swimsuit edition of Sports Illustrated and headed to the toy department of all places. After having his happy moment, he left the magazine on a toy shelf and kept shopping…until the cops put an end to his spree.
And he’s apparently a substitute teacher, although now I think he’ll have to find a substitute job because they let him go.
Ug. Way to send all the kids scurrying.